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20 47° 24´ N, 17° 28´ Wlocked

  • Jules Verne


After this storm we were pushed eastwards. All hope disappeared of escaping to the landfalls of New York or the St Lawrence. Poor Ned, desperate, shut himself away like Captain Nemo. Conseil and I never left each other’s company.

I have said that the...

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